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She arched up as she stroked herself, Dante’s eyes on her, always his eyes on her, ramping up her desire. Swirling her fingers round and round, she felt her climax start to build just as slowly as the way Dante fucked into her with his easy pace.
As her breathing started to fracture, he dipped his head and sucked one of her hard, pebbled nipples into his mouth, suckling at it while he manipulated the other with his fingers. Then, when he bit down, pinched, and twisted, the wave that had been building crashed over her and pulled Dante along in its current.
Later again, Shyla found herself sandwiched between Lazarus and Jericho. With an ease born of a practice she refused to think about, since it brought with it an irrational jealousy, they settled her between them, and Lazarus pulled her to face him and pulled her outer leg over his hips.
She was plastered to his chest, the length of him flush against her but the angle of her leg leaving her splayed open to both of them.
He dipped into her wet heat, buried himself then withdrew until he was almost gone.
Shyla mewled her displeasure and canted her hips trying to pull him back when she felt Jericho’s oil slicked cock nudging at her entrance from behind.
To begin with she was confused, then, when they both started to push into her pussy at the same time, she tensed in apprehension.
“Just relax and let us in,” Lazarus whispered. “We’ll be careful and take it slowly, I promise.”
“That’s it, good girl,” Jericho praised as she did her best to accommodate them despite her fears.
She had to remind herself to breathe as they slowly stretched her beyond what was altogether comfortable. But she was obviously some kind of masochist because the bite of pain only made her wetter, easing their way as they pressed both of their cocks into her straining sheath together, until they were fully seated, and Shyla was impossibly stretched around their double penetration.
She gasped then blew out a shaky breath as they began to move as a single entity gradually building up speed until they were fucking into her in tandem with long, hard sweeps.
Shyla didn’t believe she had any more orgasms inside her, but Lazarus and Jericho proved her wrong, the tight, stretched sensation launching her into yet another sublime peak.
She lay there, panting, trying to catch her breath and regain her equilibrium after they’d each filled her with their seed. And thankfully Lazarus cleaned her up, gently and carefully because Shyla wasn’t sure she could move.
But still it wasn’t the last time. Their passion spiraled out of control and continued long into the night. And it wasn’t until the early hours of dawn sent fingers of fickle light creeping around the edges of the window coverings that the four of them finally fell asleep, completely spent.
